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Kam traced a light touch along the carvings along the walls in amazement and likely fruitless searching for some kind of catch or lever. "I suspected." he acknowledged Veronicas reply with a slight sigh and shrug to Elizabeth, "I know where my skills lie and this is not it." he laughed a good natured chuckle from low in his chest. He followed into the burial chamber a tight fit as well and looked around with interest at the carvings on the obelisks, "Much of this must have been in place before the tomb was complete." he opined as he looked past the sarcophagus and frowned. "Ah, I assume that was not here when last you visited?" he asked gesturing to the sand and opening. It was likely not a good sign.
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Just do the thing no one here is enough of a threat to really impede it
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In a shocking turn of events the low PL dealer that samples the product isn't high willpower. You got Frankie. Thugs burn their actions getting past the fleeing teen and drawing their guns. Thorne and Judex can try to get in with a stealth or bluff check to help if they want. The presence is still watching but not apparently doing anything else.
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The toughs at the door had barely paid the kid any attention as he burst past to deliver his warning, or perhaps condemnation, and continued to lounge against the doorframe with the attention one expected of those relegated to guarding the slightly more profitable junkies in the real bosses empire, basically none. The runner shrieked as Strix appeared, nearly falling over himself in his effort to get out of the door entangling himself with the thugs as they turned to enter at the commotion. He eventually managed to get past them and begin to flee, the guards pulled guns from their waistbands and leveled them at strix once free of the fleeing teen. "Drop him freak!" one ordered as he drew a bead on the man in whites broad back. Frankies junkie defenses hadn't a chance against Strixs mesmerism and he sat in his seat slack jawed as when strix had entered pliable ot the vampires commands. Moments after entering the teen would be seen fleeing in clear terror screaming something about monsters come for them. The building seemed stirred up by the kids cries but no leadership was available to turn that energy to a purpose. Some came to the door either to flee or perhaps watch for attacks others hid or went for weapons. Judex and Thorne might with some care manage to sneak in with the milling listless junkies going all directions though the volatile situation was primed to explode in violence if they were discovered.
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Kam set down the tablet he'd been reviewing what information he'd been able to squeeze from unofficial inquiries. "It certainly seems like some of their stock of daka crystals are missing." the prince revealed with a heavy sigh. "A risk of fathers open borders initiative and one we are prepared for yet." he frowned deeply, "In the wrong hands they could do great harm." and if they were going missing from official stocks it wasn't to the right hands. "Our rank will likely get us access to the operations but they may wish not to be seen as failing in security to the royal family." he pondered aloud and turned to his sister, "Perhaps explain it as a tour for our classmates?" he gestured to the Dangers that had joined them for the summer excursion. "See what may be uncovered without an official inquiry and allow the Rose Spiders to save face." he considered it highly unlikely the thefts were an inside job at least not at any high level. This wasn't the Hyena or Crocodile they were dealing with. "The artistry is worth a tour even if it turns out nothing untoward is happening."
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Spanning the width of the hall with his arms Kam paused for a moment in the entrance before slowly turning to peer down the slope once more. "Is this narrowing hall a common architecture of such tombs?" he asked uncertainly, "Such means could be used to disguise a hidden space or?" he shrugged as he finally turned and entered the kings chamber shining his light across the hieroglyphs looking for anything that suggested a use for the mask the SHADOW agents had failed to steal. Looking at the other decor of the room he tried to gauge what would fit through the narrow door and what would have had to have been installed before the pyramid was complete. "Nothing leaps out to me but?" he turned a questioning eye to the more mystically talented teens, "I may lack the perceptive prowess we require."
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Sandmans gaze swept over the assemblage as what was and was not known was discussed. "I believe what our eloquent comrade here meant to intimate is there are means beyond the physiological to investigate what may have happened." he intoned squaring his shoulders the emotional young paragon rallied, percussively. "They were all attacked alone and after dark." he posited tone resonant with the otherworldly energies behind his powers, "That suggests the perpetrator strikes in stealth and is most likely nocturnal in preference." He nodded to Bee at her sage suggestion agreeing with Corona, "If there is nothing tying them together more directly they may be victims of convenience." he noted quietly, "Many entities might hunt in such a fashion." he steepled his fingers in thought for a moment, "Do you have knowledge of where the attacks took place, investigating the sites may reveal traces of what came before." He awaited the professor or other heroes reply with a quiet stillness though his costume seemed to shift under a breeze none could see or feel.
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"You are the expert." Kam replied with a smile as he shed his own harness and neatly folded it before setting it to the side. He peered down into the dark in each direction as the Danger scion spoke. "We'll follow your lead." he agreed readily, "Is there anything in particular we should be on watch for or?" he shrugged, the Dakanan prince liked well defined goals this more exploratory adventure went against his overly methodical grain. Kam pulled a hooded flashlight from a pouch at his belt and shone it in the indicated direction, "Nothing for it but to begin then I suppose." he stated flatly as he began to carefully make his way up toward the king's chamber examining the walls floor and ceiling for any hint of a hidden passage or switch. "The stones sit so cleanly together it is hard to imagine such refinement with but hammer and chisel."
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Ellis had gotten nowhere fast with the official channels, teh events had stirred more than a few rumors among the staff but he'd been shut down hard when he started asking questions. Thus he was forced a more unorthodox route. This is why a tenured medical professor found himself in a custodial closet down the hall from Dr. Xiu's office. With a moment of concentration his unassuming chinos and cardigan were replaced by the hooded tunic, bodysuit and colorful scarf of his Sandman persona. He quietly emerged from the closet when he thought the hall was empty once more, though a sharp eyed student or staff member might have seen where he came from. He made his way quietly to the office and rapped lightly on the door before entering with a dip of his head in greeting taking in those already present with a quick eye. "Professor Xiu?" he inquired fixing his sights on the person who had put out word, "I hear we may have interests in common with recent events."
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Kam emerged from the hab he'd been assigned with a colorful sturdy blanket tightly rolled under one arm and a camera bag slung over one shoulder. He joined the girls and headed out over the dunes with them following Victorias lead on the route. Once at the side of the pyramid he unrolled the blanket revealing his costume and pulled his mask from the case at his side with a shrug, "Better safe than sorry yes?" he suggested with a comfortable laugh as he quickly donned the armored suit tucking the helmet like mask to his belt for the time being. At Veronicas request he quickly and securely tied off the rope giving it a hearty tug to make sure it was secure before heading back to the entrance to double check Elizabeth's rig. "Have you climbed or repelled before?" he asked as if that was a perfectly normal activity for teens to have participated in. He showed her how to wrap the line around her body through the carabiners to control the rope on descent explaining how to control her speed. "The harness bites more than you might expect." he warned and ushered her down toward the shaft and clipped himself in behind her, "If you're uncertain the line can take both our weights." he offered quietly though with what he knew of the young woman she'd leap at the chance to, well leap. Once Veronica was clear he nodded for Elizabeth to make her own descent before following himself with a practiced ease.
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Sandman Seems a pretty natural fit if it'd work for your plans.
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Following Elizabeths advice Kam sated himself on the other fare as well having worked up an appetite in the afternoons labor. He nodded agreement to the girls suggestion, "Ah yes I suppose that would be the simpler course wouldn't it." He did tend to overthink such things a fact his sister was usually quick to remind him of. He sighed slightly, "I admit most of may activities of this nature require escaping the notice of friend and foe alike." he admitted with a laugh. "Veronica is there anything in particular we should need to bring?" he enquired curiously not entirely certain what this sort of excursion would require. "Light source I suppose." he shrugged with a wide grin, "A length of rope? Ten foot pole?" he suggested jovially.
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Kam was briefly taken aback by whatever had happened to his roomates face, less horror than confusion perhaps but surprised none the less. At Veronica's prompting however he did signal he was ready and leaned into the belaying line to slow her descent. Coiling the rope as it came free he approached the group a few steps behind the teen Danger. "Kameron Kingdom." he offered extending a hand to the new student for a firm handshake. He frowned slightly over the young man's shoulder at Leroy with a small sigh, "While I'm confident you have your reasons for the," he gestured vaguely at the body horror on display, "But do you not think it might not upset some of the other students?" he diplomatically pointed out questioningly trying to gently nudge his roomate into being less of a spectacle for the moment at least. "Leroy is from," The Dakanan paused his diction clean but with a hint of accent only placeable as generically foreign, "Ah, Far away and custom is different." he offered weakly with a vague shrug. He nodded greeting to the almost perpetually cranky Corinne as well offering some agreement, "Well the student body does tend toward the exceptional I'm not certain all are so physically gifted." he did counter subtly.
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Red Lynx is in the PL range and spends his evenings doing the whole cowl thing and could either stumble upon a deal or dig it up in the course of investigations. Ace Danger is at PL 10 and has more PP over that for versatility but pretty much always has an excuse for knowing what's going down in Freedom with his contacts and what not. Either could work with Red Lynx probably better if you're trying to keep it low powered.
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The gym was by luck not particularly busy at the time so Leroys face was unlikely to cause an incident, for the moment at least. Assorted standard weight machines and other equipment was arrayed neatly about the large space along with some more esoteric devices for the special needs students with strength or speed beyond the abilities of run of the mill equipment. One tall wall was dominated by colorful studs for climbing, a good full body workout and of great use for students participating in 'extracurriculars'. At the base of the wall a tall student of african descent stood holding the belaying line tucked tight to his side broad shoulders just slightly flexed in preparation of taking hte load should the climber high above miss a grip in her breakneck pace up the wall. As the trio entered he glanced across the floor squinting slightly and offered a wave with his free hand to his roommate not seeming to notice any lingering marks of his earlier antics, at the least not calling attention to them. Which anyone living with the odd extra dimensional student would have learned as as survival technique early on.
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Approaching the task at hand with a single minded focus Kam was meditatively quiet through the afternoon filling buckets and steadfastly sifting with mechanical precision as he picked out the rare potsherd. He seemed quite satisfied by what they had uncovered by the time the shadows grew long and they headed back to camp. "I expect a great deal more sand really." he replied with a grin as they walked back to the camp. He quickly wiped down his face and hands before making his way to where Dr. Nassry explained the small feast they were offered. Stomach growling at the site and description he was close on Veronicas heels before pausing to offer to let Elizabeth go first as his manners caught up to him. "You are too kind I expected far more plain fair in camp." he praised as he moved in to fill a bowl with the hearty Ful when his turn came. A few pieces of the flatbread tucked against the bowl were soon turned to his primary utensil as the young man dug into the rich meal gratefully. "Your cooks have outdone themselves." he complimented freely between bites. When able to speak more freely he leaned in to enquire of Veronica, "What is our plan for the other portion of our excursion here?" He had little concern with slipping unnoticed form his own pod but meeting up with the girls without drawing undue speculation might be more difficult.
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That'll do it. Someone is scrying on your location.
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Ace Danger 1 GM Post = 1PP Ouroboros 1 Post = 1PP Through the Mirrored Glass and Back Again (IC) = 1 Posts Red Lynx 3 posts = 1 PP + 1 Ref PP = 2PP Lair of the Mummy (IC) = 3 Posts Savant 1 GM Post = 1PP GM 1 post = 2GM posts (1 Post to Ace Danger, 1 post to Savant) Golgotha Tenement Blues IC = 1 Posts Ref PP To Red Lynx
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Tiff give me a notice check for Thornes Magic senses.
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Inside the dilapidated tenement it was clear the maintenance had long ago been abandoned, perhaps the entire building, Most of the apartments were missing doors and piled high with assortments of worn and disturbingly stained furnishings where adicts could collapse to escape reality until their high ran out. Strix passed unnoticed through the halls but for one strangely insightful junkie who seemed to think him a hallucination or spectre. It didn't take long to find the spider at the heart of this web of vice. Frankie was a skeletally thin man of his late twenties with the sores and track marks to show he did not heed the advice not to sample the product but was at least at the moment sober. He sat in one of hte few actually furnished apartments awaiting the next influx of desperation to feed the cofferes of his masters. Paraphernalia of myriad intoxicants spread out before him on a large metal desk with neat stacks of product nearby. At the door two heavies with less evidence of being users themselves stood ostensible guard but seemed bored and distracted not noticing Strix whatsoever. Just after Strix entered the room a scraggly teen slid in breathing heavy as if having run a distance eyeing the money and drugs with envy. Frankie stood startled and slapped his partner of the moment on the ass as he sent her out and ordered the doors closed apparently expecting the teen. As soon as the door shut the younger criminal blurted out his message, "Your guys got taken out by some kinda freaks." he panted, "Boss says he's gonna deal with it personally since you fuck'd it up again." Clearly the kid hoped to this failure would see a loyalist like himself rise to be king of Frankies tiny pond. Outside minutes after Strix left Judex and Dr. Thorne would see the same teen nearly bowl over a derelict staggering out of the door in his hurry to deliver warning or news.
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"I imagine it will primarily be the brush and the sieve for us." Kam replied to Elizabeth shrugging. "It seems not all of archeology is dodging falling boulders and savage tribesmen or ancient curses." the prince smirked with a feigned rueful shake of his head. "This was a gift from an excited hobbyist." he gestured somewhat embarrassed at the vest, "It would be rude not to accept and put to use though no?" it certainly would have been by Dakanan standards. He followed the others through the explanation of how they were to be aiding dig committing the asics to memory though knowing he lacked the expertise to offer more than sharp eyes and a strong back to the effort and would be calling upon the professionals should he actually locate anything of significance. He also examined the process of where and how the artifacts were catalogued and stored keeping an eye or possible vectors for infiltration by outside agents ever suspicious. At the site itself he readily pitched in slowly peeling back layers of the desert earth to be sieved and seek artifacts of antiquity. "It is from this foundation that the flashier finds are wrought and given context after all." he agreed with Veronica but Side eyed Elizabeth, "Or through singular rule breaking for adventures sake by certain blessed lineages."
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Grinning at Elizabeth's seemingly endless enthusiasm for the more mundane portions of the trip Kam took Dr. Nassry's reply storing away that information for later. The Dakanan hefted his bag and looked toward the pod he was to be bunking in, "Agreed Veronica." he turned to start walking that direction, "I'll return momentarily I should change into something more dig site appropriate." As while comfortable for a lengthy flight the lightweight athletic wear was not likely to hold up to the rigors of even pretending to work an active excavation. It would also give him the opportunity to secure the more esoteric gear he'd brought for their true purpose here. A few minutes later he returned clad in sturdy boots, durable but breathable dun linen trousers and a pocketed vest with assorted small brushes and tools all without a hint of use, a gift from an enthusiastic member of hte household when they'd discovered where he was spending his break. Under the vest a tight cotton tank top gave the slightest nod to modesty but in the desert heat he was opting for comfort over other concerns. He patiently awaited whatever the ladies or Dr. Nassry needed to attend to after his return.
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Taking in the layout of the camp with a care Kam quickly turned his gaze to the dig estimating the distance and likelihood of noise carrying to the tents and pods. Peering at the structure where he was to bunk he nodded gratefully, "Your hospitality is appreciated, I admit not expecting such luxurious accommodations." He tilted his head curiously at the revelation of how few workers would be in residence overnight and while it certainly suited their own purposes to be less observed the same benefits would extend to any agents of the enemy that might approach. "Is there further security at the dig itself?" he asked curiously as he dug a bit deeper for information, "I imagine even casual vandals are a risk no less active thieves." he looked between Veronica and Nassry uncertain if he misread the situation.
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We'll continue then with Grumbles next post. Let me know if theres more you want to work with.
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We seem to have stalled out again. Do you all want me to do a wrap up post of our heroes busting Freddie here and interested parties can try to track down the bigger bads behind this in later threads? Or we can kick back into motion if people have the interest to keep this going.
